Chapter 27
Demetra.
Contd
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As soon as I kiss him, my body is set alight. Tasting his lips, feeling his tongue moan against mine with his entire body surging forward to deepen it the way he always has. Four years. Four years of nothing and now his mouth is on mine and it feels like four years ago was nothing.
Emris cups my face in his hand and with that powerful mouth makes me open wider, makes me take him deeper. He drinks me like wine. Bites my lower lip and pulls. Has his way until I’m rembling on his thighs. He was always an excellent kisser. When I was upset with him, angry at him, he could kiss me into forgetting what the fight was even about. That’s what he’s doing right now.
He tastes unbelievable. Like cold water. Like ice. Like bubblegun
What started as a tentative kiss turns ravaging. His hand yearns on my waist and we’re both shaking…our wolves are tasting each other after being starved for so long.
It’s dark but Emris pulls me out of the theater. Somehow, somewhere, he opens a door and it opens to a dim room where we can finally see each other.
He shuts the door behind him.
My chest heaves. Blood is pumping everywhere and it’s screaming for need. My wolf scratches, snarls, howls, scrapes at me for every second I’m not touching him. The marks he left on my body since four years ago burns. I find myself moaning with every breath.
which way.
Emris is looking at me with both fists clenched. Like the mountain of an Alpha he is. I want him to take me every I don’t want him to leave any part of me normal. I want him to take me exactly how he did in my dreams. It’s toxic but I want him to take me exactly how he used to when I was his. When I was his and no one else’s.
I’ve already kissed him. I can’t even see the lines anymore. I cannot remember why it’s bad to do this with him.
Suddenly, he starts taking off his belt! My whole body snaps to attention. I watch him push his pants down his thighs, down his calves, until he’s standing before me in nothing but his underwear.
An underwear that does a poor job containing him.
Over the years, he has grown in size. In body. And in girth.
It stretches, till the point where it rests against his thigh in an angry outline of everything, I spent four years trying to forget. The head is a crown pushing visibly against the waistband with a dark spot of moisture already blooming at the tip. I can see the thick root of him so I know it will bully its way past my cervit just like it used to.
“Take off your clothes, Demi.”
Emris growls at me and I-
I obey.
I start taking off the front part of the transparent cape dress I’m wearing. I’m too slow. Emris has already torn his shirt off and now he’s back on me.
“Mate.”
His mouth latches onto my neck. His lips find every single mark he left four years ago, kissing them, sucking them, re- branding them with his tongue like he remembered the exact coordinates of where he last owned me. He takes the ribbon I
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was struggling with and unties it!
Lifts
my
dress up past my knee, past my thigh, past the curve of my ass.
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His hand finds my ass and takes it. Grabs a full handful and squeezes until I gasp. His finger disappears into it. I whimper. He growls.
Emris yanks my hips back against his hardness, letting me feel exactly how much of him I’m supposed to take like he’s already imagining it bouncing against him.
He watches for my reaction. When it’s a moan, he grabs my lips with his and spins me around toward the table in this strange room we’ve found ourselves in.
His other hand comes from the back and finds my breast furiously, pulling it free from dress. My nipple pebbles instantly against his rough palm. He kneads across the peak until I’m gasping into his neck.
He pushes my panties down from my waist and I kick them off, one leg, then the other. His hand shoves my hair aside and the next thing I feel is his rigidity pushing toward me from behind. It’s strong. Tougher than I remember. It pulses against my inner thigh and I want him now!
“T-take me.” I beg.
The moisture between my legs is obscene now. My need is literally trailing down my inner thigh and I feel his length catch on the wetness, spreading it, using it.
He bends me against the table.
Not gently. He folds my upper body down, my dress still on, bunched around my waist, my breasts spilling out and pressed against the cold wood. The first thing I feel is him on my folds, letting me feel how wide I need to stretch to take him.
“Ahhh.”
I find myself looking back-
Emris pushes against my entrance just to play with me. He drags himself, tapping against that aching hole but not entering. Like he knows my body needs to be coaxed open again. Like he remembers I need to beg.
I grunt, legs shaking violently as it hits every nerve of deliciousness and his hand comes down on my ass that makes me jolt and part my legs even wider. I know what he’s seeing now as I spread open for him. These are parts of me I swore he would never see again.
When he pushes, I scream a moan in pleasure against his velvet length.
I’m flat on the table now, weak, barely holding myself up as he divides me.
Emris plunges into me with both hands on my hips, keeping me in place to take all of him. I feel every inch as he sinks in. My body remembers to stretch, to accommodate. I hear his strugle too. I try to lift myself up as I’m shaking but he responds by smashing his hips into me in complete possession.
I feel him everywhere. In my throat. Behind my eyes. At the deepest, most untouched part of my core.
And I’m full. So full of him,
“Demi,” he breathes but I shatter.
Completely unable to even keep my eyes open. Emris wickedly rusts into me to the point where all I’m seeing is stars. My whole body breaks apart on the table, even my knuckles can’t grab anything and my eyes are wet. In the short minutes since he’s been inside me, I’ve orgasmed twice and he pulls me up from the table, still jerking into me while we’re both standing, bodies slapping together wetly.
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His breath is heavy behind me, his teeth sinks into my neck, putting fresh marks over the old ones to heighten the burn of our bond. I feel his jewel pulse inside me with every new bite.
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